Kaiping chronicle prose

Some people say that going to Kaiping without looking at the watchtower is tantamount to making a trip in vain. This statement is a bit extreme, but it makes sense The watchtower, like a human being, is alive and has a time limit. I met them in my limited life, which is really a kind of fate. In fact, in the final analysis, it is still human destiny. At least, my fate with Kaiping is first of all because of people and friends.

Frankly speaking, I have heard of Kaiping for a long time, but I never thought I would set foot on it one day. I think the reason is still based on one reason, that is, human factors. I don't know what others think of this, but personally, if I go to a place, unless it is necessary for work, it must be because of people, that is, there is a congenial friend in that place. Because I miss my friends, I am pregnant with some feelings and travel-stained. I just talked for one night, then left disappointed, returned to the familiar environment, and repeated that lonely life in the noise.

The reason why I went to Kaiping is roughly the same. Because there is a river on Jiangmen, I knew he was a famous writer before I knew him. I began to see his works in publications and thought he was an old writer. Later, we were also employed by Guangdong College of Literature, so we had the opportunity to know each other and became like-minded friends. Although he doesn't talk much, it makes me feel very comfortable. I went to Jiangmen a few years ago. I was very happy and impressed when I walked in the corner of this country.

Later, because of him, I met Zhang Biyun. At that time, she was like a little sister. Unexpectedly, a few years later, she became the head of Kaiping Writers Association. In April 2005, I went to Maoming to attend a pen meeting, and she invited me to Kaiping. At that time, I didn't care, thinking it was a courtesy, and I saw a lot at the scene. Later, I went to New Zealand to visit my relatives and stayed there for several months. I didn't expect to get a call from her there, asking when I would go back. I reported my return date, and then I heard her say, come to Kaiping for a walk. Shanghe also said to meet in Jiangmen and go together. In this way, the first public activity I attended when I came back was to go to Kaiping.

2

On the afternoon of March 3, I set out from Shekou. I didn't take the through train because I didn't ask beforehand. On the way, the car stopped at several stations to pick up passengers. Afraid of waiting too hard on the river, helpless. I've been looking out and saw crowds coming in and out of stations and streets, and there was a scene of "development" everywhere. I just came back from that quiet place in New Zealand, and I haven't adapted to it for a while, which is a bit embarrassing. Tossed until 6: 30 in the afternoon and arrived at Jiangmen Station. Standing at the gate of the station, looking at the people and cars wandering around, I called Shanghe and reported to him.

He picked me up with his friends in his car. The one in the back row is crazy. Online follow-up, first meeting. The man in the passenger seat, I later learned, was Lin Yongxin. He was silent and seemed to be full of worries. Along the way, there were not many words, and the car drove very fast, occasionally saying a few words. I am a passive person, either watching the flashing lights and people outside the window or talking to crazy people.

This road seems to be very long. This is a strange feeling. When I was in New Zealand, I always felt that the journey was too short. I drove home from work every night, and I got home before I had enough car addiction. About an hour later, we entered Kaiping, found the restaurant for the party, and met Zhang Biyun and others. There are cultural celebrities in Jiangmen, get to know each other and say hello to each other. Lu Xiang's brother said that he had read my words in the "minority garden", which surprised me a little and made me very happy. Strangely, Zhang Biyun didn't make an introduction. Afterwards, Shang He said that he went to the bathroom and didn't go in with me. When he entered the room, he thought we had been introduced to each other.

After the banquet, we went back to the hotel to have a rest. Before my ass was hot, Xiaoping said he would take us to a hot spring. So I drove up the river and went straight to Jinjiang Hot Spring. The night is deep. There are good roads and bad roads, all of which are "developing". The road seems long, and it seems that you will never reach your destination. We are a little worried about whether there is enough oil in the tank. Only Shanghe has a bottom in his heart, which is enough. The car chased the car, and the lights rumbled, but they always fell behind the lights. I looked at my watch when I walked into the hot spring hotel. Actually, it's not too late. It was already after 10, so I quickly went in and changed my clothes. I soak in the hot pool to relax myself.

Maybe in early March, I was naked in the open air, and the cold wind made me a little wobbly. But the water temperature in the hot pool was a little high, and before long, my body became hot and sweaty. But as soon as I stood up, the wind blew me crazy. I had to squat down and soak in the water. Only in this way can people feel warm. Soon, I felt thirsty. Xiaoping and Shanghe went to get some glasses of water. I still feel thirsty after drinking. The water temperature is too high. Looking around, there is boiling water vapor floating around, floating in the wind.

Xiaoping suggested going to another pool to soak. We changed the swimming pool and the water temperature was just right. You can also stand under the hot water waterfall and let the hot water hit your shoulders and neck. In the roar, to the hit part, there is a comfortable tingling, like ants biting muscles, and the effect of massage with hands is the same. I like this. I don't have to worry about the hard work of the masseur.

After chatting with Xiaoping under the roaring waterfall, I realized that my brother turned out to be her colleague, which made me even more surprised that the world was really small. Later, we went to massage the kang. I didn't call a masseur, just wrapped my body in a towel, lying flat on a marble hot kang, quietly feeling the heat coming from the stone, and slowly infiltrating into my muscles, five internal organs and six lungs from my back. Words, of course. Shanghe asked me about New Zealand. I talked for a while, and he suddenly said, why don't you just immigrate? I don't know the exact meaning of what he said, but I think, with his personality and mine, if we don't seek fame in China's writing, we can call that place Taohuayuan Village too much.

I don't know how long I've been lying down, so we got up and took a bath in the bathroom. At this time, there are still many people in the pool full of water vapor under the dim light of night. A few days after I returned to China, all I saw were people in a hurry, only to see people who were lazy and resting, sighing silently for no reason.

Go on the road again, or drive a business river. After returning to Kaiping, I went to a nightclub by the river, sat in an open-air seat, ordered food and ate supper. Shang He took out the wine in the car and drank it with Xiaoping. Me, the madman and Yongxin ate food without drinking. Yongxin is still the same, looking around silently and thoughtfully. Shang He said, don't look at him like this. He is a frivolous young man who has traveled all over the country by bike. At that time, he was famous Yongxin looked up and said with a smile that if he had changed, he might have gone out long ago. Now, he feels a little overwhelmed. Maybe nothing. Life is like this. The more people live, the more restrained they are, and the more they go to their hearts. In fact, only that place in the world is the safest and most reassuring.

I also talked about the carnival with Wen Peng's poetry friends many years ago. Talking all night, singing songs about wine and pointing out the country were the themes of my life when I was young. Now, those friends, scattered in the corner of the city, are fed up with daily necessities. Life makes them shrink back, but they can't find their passion. Crazy son doesn't talk much. She said she was a little sleepy. If she had been at home, she would have gone to bed.

Close the glass and touch it with Xiaoping. Cup after cup, finally, the bottle of wine changed its position, flowed into their stomachs, swam in their bodies and went straight to their hearts. Shang He shook his head and said that his body was really failing. But after the party, he was still driving, joking and driving to the hotel. It's 4 o'clock in the morning. But just entering the door and not sitting down, Shanghe went to Yongxin's room to chat with Xiaoping. After taking a shower, I went to bed and turned on the light. I don't know how long, Shang He came back, put out the light and lay down.

three

The next day, Shang He said he didn't go to bed until 6 o'clock. Car, Shanghe, Yongxin, crazy, sleepy, not talking much all the way. When they arrived at the uninhabited village, they cheered and followed everyone into the village. In a village, all the houses were in ruins except a tall and strong tower. The village was abandoned. Walking on the broken bricks, my feet crunched. The ground is full of discarded objects that have not been stolen.

Lu Xiang took a fancy to several porcelain bowls, picked them up and held them in his hand. According to Shanghe, one of them still has some value. Shanghe is an archaeologist, and his words have some truth. Think about it, it's been lost for so many years. If it is really an antique, it doesn't make sense. It is said that all the people in the village have emigrated to other countries. Later, some people lived here for a while, and then they were abandoned and became uninhabited villages. Because no one lived in it for many years, the seeds of banyan trees fell on the roof. After several years, it grew into a big tree with thick roots, and the roof and walls were crushed. Walking around the house and looking up, you can see the sky leaking through the cracks in the shade. At the end of the village, I found a bookstore, which surprised people at that time.

After crossing the Yangtaolin and returning to the parking spot, we felt a little sorry for not being able to enter the intact watchtower. Chairman Li of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles pointed to the opposite watchtower and said that before the master left, the door was sealed with cement to prevent thieves from entering. To be honest, I think this opening is a bit boring. I got on the bus and went to Sanmenli Village to see the Yinglong Building, only to find a little feeling. After all, this is the first time to enter the watchtower.

This watchtower built by Guan Xingtu has a history of more than 400 years since the late Ming Dynasty. Compared with the watchtower seen later, Ying Long Ta is a bit unique. First, it has the longest history and is the early form of Kaiping Diaolou. Second, the building materials are peculiar. Not only is the wall thick, but the first and second floors are made of red bricks. Later, during the Republic of China, the third floor was built with blue bricks. As for the function of the watchtower, it is roughly the same as the later watchtowers, mainly to prevent bandits and flood control. If I put Long Ta alone somewhere, I don't think I will associate it with the watchtower, because it is too far away from the photos I have seen before.

Walking in the dark stairs and corners of the watchtower, listening to the creaking wooden floor, I am a little worried about whether this old floor can bear the weight of people walking. Looking out from the observation holes and shooting holes everywhere, the roof below seems to be surrounded by watchtowers, with a sense of urgency. Close to the mouth of the cave, the noise of the watching children downstairs suddenly rushed in. I find it a little difficult to breathe. When I went downstairs, I saw the fierce light and my breathing was smooth at once.

I have read many articles, saying that when I look at these monuments, I will think, but there will be no. To tell the truth, I prefer to be a simple traveler. Every time I go through a place, I will change my mood. I don't care about the past, which has little to do with me, but I care about the future, because this is the way to go. Otherwise, I will feel gloomy and depressed when I see this watchtower. what can I do?

After turning to see the tower, it was really an eye-opener. I am greatly relieved. Perhaps it comes from words and imagination, which is closer to Diaolou Village in my imagination. After renovation, the village looks neat, and the blue bricks on the walls are delicate. When I boarded the most representative Tianlu Building, I found that the floor, like the building, was made of cement and steel. When I set foot on it and climbed the Ying Long Building, I didn't feel uneasy. The windows are all made of thick iron plates. There is a square hole in the central floor of the living room on the second floor, which is sealed with a movable iron fence. If removed, things can be hung up and have practical functions. At first, I looked at the sacred cage dedicated to my ancestors and didn't see any difference. After being reminded, I noticed that under the sacred cage, the lion stepped on the soil, indicating that ancestors from all corners of the country would receive this idea when they burned incense.

Climbing to the top of the building and looking around, the village is backed by Baizu Mountain, and on the other hand, it is close to Tanjiang River, surrounded by bamboo forests, lychees and carambola forests. And several towers in the distance are hidden in it, and the scenery is beautiful. I'm a little excited. As soon as the madman shouted to take pictures, I immediately responded. Shanghe was even more enthusiastic and took some photos.

Downstairs, we turned to Yang Taolin, which is another world. In the trimmed forest, there are actually several stone benches standing quietly under the tree. It is said that some carambola trees have a history of more than one hundred years. Hearing this, we saw the green or golden carambola overhead, and everyone was in high spirits. They either jump with their hands or pick up carambola with bamboo poles. Eat sweet, loudly recommend it to others, eat sour, and your face will wrinkle at once. The madman captured the sour phase of Shang He, Yongxin and others.

Looking at this picture of Yang Taolin, I told Shanghe that his image and temperament are very suitable for playing a young master of a watchtower, melancholy and bookish. And this forest is also suitable for him to fall in love with a lady. Shanghe listened, holding carambola in his hand, eating and laughing. It's rare for Shang He to laugh. In this quiet forest, I suddenly have a kind of confusion. I looked at the photos in the watchtower, and the owners were all elegant, but now people are not so elegant. In this forest, I finally found some traces of southern farming and reading civilization. But this is just a trace.

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Chikan is an ancient town, which I didn't know beforehand. After the car entered, I saw a row of arcades on both sides of the river, and the outer walls were pale yellow and mottled, which had an antique feeling. Before getting off the bridge, I saw a monument at the bridge. I didn't know until I passed by that it was called Chikan Ancient Town, which has a history of 350 years. Those arcades, two or three stories high, were mostly built in the 1920 s and made of blue brick cement. Because it is the hometown of overseas Chinese, the form has Chinese and western charm. Below these arcades are shops, where people can live and walk under them. Even on rainy days, they don't need to bring rain gear, which is especially suitable for the rainy climate in the south.

When we crossed the bridge, we saw a booth in front of the arcade, selling some peanuts or sesame candy. Now we sell them now, and the gourds are only five yuan each. If you hang it at home, you will have fun in the countryside. Of course, there are other souvenirs, but I'm not in the mood to look at them carefully. Walking to the left of town, I was a little excited to see a library. First, I'm kind. Second, I'm curious. This town is really a good place to go. On the river, Yongxin turned around. After reading the instructions at the door, I realized that it was funded by a big family in the old city, called Guanjia Library. The two panlong trees in front of the door are really strange. Their bodies are bent and grow up. Unfortunately, I went at an unfortunate time. The librarian told us that it was closing time. Just with regret, I turned to a nearby movie location and took a look. I'm not interested in imitation.

After coming out, we stood by the river and looked around. The nearby arcades are well protected and have the charm of the ancient town. If we turn to both sides, it's a bit frustrating. Several later-built buildings were inserted between the old arcades and looked ugly. And the river that passes through the town, the slow-moving river, is muddy. The river under the stone dike is covered with grass, and several large cargo ships are lying on the river at will. I'm a little used to this scene, as if I had expected it long ago.

I told Yongxin that it was a bit like my hometown. June 5438 +2005 10, I returned to my hometown of Chongyang town in northern Guangdong. I wanted to be nostalgic, but it was disappointing. The original town street, due to the disorderly construction of houses, was pushed to the center of the street and narrowed, and people walked in it with a sense of urgency. What about the clear river that runs through the town? Not to mention, the river has narrowed, the water is shallow, and the grass grows and the warblers fly on both sides. Residents by the river poured piles of garbage into the river bank in red and white colors, and mosquitoes flew around in it. When I transferred to my alma mater, I saw that there were not any big trees left in the primary school campus, and I didn't know where they lived. Once heaven disappeared overnight in a trance. The whole town gives me a sense of desolation. I don't know what others think. When I was chatting with my friends, I said that I was shocked by this "development".

Later, we turned to the other side of town and saw another library. I wonder why there are two libraries in a small town. Only after asking did I know that it was built by another big family in town, called Stewart Library. It is said that these two libraries are the result of the struggle between two big families. There are two big families in this town, competing with each other, and this town is developing very slowly. This battle story is meaningful compared with the way people fight today.

There are also two panlong trees in this library, winding up. The interior is being renovated, but the administrator is very enthusiastic and opens the door with the key for us to visit. There is an exhibition of calligraphy works on the first floor, and the shelves of the library are full of newspapers. A closer look reveals that many of them are donated by donors, and there are even monographs such as Oracle Bone Inscriptions, which is surprising and reminds people of other places.

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At the dinner in the evening, because I was happy, I ordered wine, which smelled like rice and flowers. Professor Feng opened the bottle. Luckily, I got a Zhang Yiyuan Zhang Yiyuan bill and made a birthday present for Biyun. Professor Feng is very happy. After a few drinks, he became interested. He doesn't talk about farming civilization, only about romance. Gradually, the topic focused on Professor Bai. After several rounds, they became the protagonists of the dinner. Both of them told the same love story. Once they got smart, they immediately gave birth to flowers, which made the story interesting and amused everyone.

According to Professor Feng, Professor Bai went out clean, came to W University for the first time, and contacted Miss Long, who was far away from home, only by telephone. In order to save money, Professor Bai didn't install a telephone, and always asked Miss Long to call when Professor Feng was on duty, so that Professor Feng could communicate. After dating for a period of time, this relationship ended.

Professor Bai's statement is another version. When Miss Long called, Professor Feng answered the phone and asked, What's your name? Miss Long replied: My name is Long. Professor Feng said, my name is Feng, your name is Long, and both are matched. Therefore, Professor Bai's kindness was disturbed by repeated answers from Professor Feng and Teacher Long.

The two men argued with each other about a certain detail, and more interesting details were constantly derived. When they fight, they bicker with witty words. Finally, maybe Professor Bai drank too much. Frankly speaking, we realize that Miss Long has fallen in love with another man. When Professor Bai questioned her, she also confessed. But she said that among the people she likes, Professor Bai ranks first. Professor Bai certainly didn't do it, and their relationship ended. Professor Bai said that Professor Feng was one of the factors and kept asking him about geology. Why did he say "Dragon and Phoenix Club"? During the argument, Shanghe chimed in that Miss Long had said something similar to him. Everyone burst into laughter, saying that there may be more than one or two such people, and Professor Bai walked wisely.

Only Yong Xin doesn't laugh. Professor Feng made fun of him and said Yongxin was. Yongxin smiled and didn't reply much. I am not a humorous person, but I also laughed and cried. After laughing, I stopped laughing and felt bored. Too much repetition of any topic is boring.

There is never enough wine to drink. I ordered another bottle, which still smells like rice flowers. Professor Feng opened it, and it was still a Zhang Yiyuan bill. This is what he wants. After the second bottle was finished, someone called for another bottle. I also want Professor Feng to open it. If I can get the dollar bill, I should give it to Xiaoping. Professor Feng refused to start work, saying that there was probably no US dollar bill. But Professor Bai repeatedly urged Professor Feng to open it. The result is that there is really no dollar bill. The two men fought over this topic again, and the scene became lively again. Finally, Professor Feng stopped talking and remained silent. Professor Bai seems to have won, laughing and drinking too much.

On the way back to the car, Yongxin said he didn't find anything funny. Shanghe said that the scene was like this. When we get back, we will sing karaoke. They ordered songs over and over again and sang happily. As for me, I haven't sung for many years, and I don't want to sing. Shanghe urged me to sing a song and ordered the Aobaohui for me. I feel that I have no sense of music when I sing a song.

Bi Yun, Shanghe, Lu Xiang, Xiaoping, Professor Feng, Professor Li and Professor Bai. , are in high spirits, singing and dancing. On this occasion, I prefer to watch people dance and listen to people sing. Being not tired is a kind of enjoyment. Xiaoping was very enthusiastic and pulled me up to dance. Unfortunately, I couldn't walk a decent dance step, so she passively took a song and quickly fled back to the sofa. Xiaoping danced a solo by himself. Only then did I know that she was a kindergarten teacher. Although I have not been engaged in preschool education for many years, I still have a foundation.

Near midnight, Shanghe whispered in my ear and said to go first. We got up and said this, and the rest of us immediately said, let's go together. Back to the hotel room, Shang He said, maybe we should go quietly.

six

On the third day, I went to Gigi Lai Village, where the situation was similar to what I saw the day before. We went to Mingshi Building. As soon as I entered the door, I had the posture of a big family, and there were more furniture, which looked like a home. There are two green vases at the door, which look scary according to the brand. Shang He smiled. Seriously, millions. It's scary to put millions here Go upstairs and have a look. The furniture is quite complete. Shanghe has been here, knowing that there are some new additions. Professor Feng also said that when he came last time, there was no such furniture. I'm a little funny. What are you doing with these fake antiques? But I like its neatness, which is much better than Tianlu Building. Looking from the roof, you can see the neat farmland around, and the field of vision is very broad. Several adjacent watchtowers echo each other. At first glance, my mood suddenly brightened up.

Downstairs, Shang He and Biyun and I sat on the stone steps, waiting for the people who came up later to come down. During the chat, Biyun asked my wife what she was studying in New Zealand. I said learn gardening. She's a little strange. I explained that she used to be a white-collar worker, but later she got tired of interpersonal relationships and wanted to deal with flowers and plants. It was agreed in the contract that flowers and plants would not express their opinions. Speaking of applying for "World Heritage", Biyun is a little worried. If Diaolou's application for World Heritage is successful, tourism will flourish, with more people coming and more money, but environmental damage, reception tasks and so on are too many for those who are afraid of being implicated. In fact, for us, such a topic is just an armchair strategist. It is impossible to go back, but what about going forward? Maybe we walked too fast and lost too much. Lost all the way, lost all the way.

The madman came down and took pictures of us with a camera. We were not interested.

I went to a roadside shop for lunch. It is said that this small shop called "Fangguang" was cooked by a chef in a star-rated hotel, and the food was very good. Here comes the food. Try it. It's really true. The specialty here is old meat. When you bite it, it doesn't have lean meat like before, but it is like a liquid. It melts in the mouth and tastes really good. There are also fish fillet rolls, which are crisp and tough to eat and very refreshing. As for dog meat, I didn't eat anything special. After eating for a while, I am full. Close it and I'll go out.

Outside the restaurant is a big pond, and there is a toilet near the pond. Near our side, a dog is kept in an iron cage, and there is a big iron pot boiling water next to it, as if to kill the dog or chicken or something. Shang He strolled up from the toilet. At this time, Yongxin and Lu Xiang also came out. We stood by the pond and chatted, slowly waiting for the rest of us to finish eating.

seven

Li Yuan is not in the visit plan, because they have all been there except me. Shanghe suggested to Biyun that I should go, otherwise I would feel sorry. I didn't expect that. It's a pity to leave! Qianmen, like many places in China, is already a park. Several towers are surrounded by iron fences, without any pastoral atmosphere, like a besieged island.

Yongxin told Shanghe that when they came here before, they all went in through the path. The nearby hills have also been trimmed flat and bright, and the word "pear garden" trimmed with plants has occupied half of the hillside. After entering, I found the crowd rolling, and the tour guide was explaining with a trumpet among the noisy tourists. I thought I was the only one going in. Later, everyone went in and said that since we were here, we couldn't be idle.

Soon after I went upstairs, Shanghe and Yongxin also came up. We followed the crowd and rolled up and down the stairs, picking places where there were no people or few people. I don't need to explain, what I need to experience is silence or silence. However, this is an extravagant hope. After we got down from Liping Building, we went for a walk in the back garden, only then did we find some rural fun.

In the flower cage pavilion, Yong Xin held the railing and said that reading here would be very refreshing.

However, it is not. It is a sad thing.

Return to Shenzhen by bus at 3: 20 pm. It was still gray all the way, and there was no sun. Buildings kept rising along the way. I was thinking all the way, some people say that going to Kaiping without seeing the watchtower is tantamount to going for nothing. I didn't go to Kaiping for nothing, did I?